There weren't enough of us to fill a classroom, so we onlycame in to find out which tutor group we would be in, and who our formtutors would be. Along...with getting our time tables, student Ids, andgetting to know our form tutors, we would also be having lunch, whichwould take only two hours altogether.Having to stay for only two hours, whilst the new Year Sevens had to stayfor a full six and a half hour day, was something that made me glad I hadskipped Year 7. Even though after today, we would. Alice felt a little nervous. She wasn’t entirely sure what was going to happen next. Actually, she had a good idea. She’d been on a number of dates in high school, so it wasn’t like this was a completely new experience. Most all of those had ended with a kiss, and sometimes a little more, in the car in her parents’ driveway. The thought that her parents were just around the corner and would come out in a few minutes, had always kept things in check. Now at college, hundreds of miles from home,. ”“I know. It’s just a drink.”Beware of men acting innocent I always say. I considered it but this wasn’t right. At the end of the day I like to flirt but I am a chickenshit when it comes to a guy coming on to me, “I don’t even know what you look like. You could be some masked serial killer.”“True, but you have seen my dick,” he said.It was a twisted logic but true. I had seen his dick. Along with countless others but I took the point.“Ok, but there is no place open.”“Liquors store?”“No, no.. Just focus on the pleasures of getting spit-roasted by Davis and Robert,” I ordered Peter now, even as I slid into Gillian’s twat like it was a glove.I always loved Gillian’s nice, fair skin, just as I liked darker hues. Each was a nice contrast to the other. I had a bit of a natural farmer’s tan that never really went away, but pale flesh like Gillian’s reminded me of just how British she had really become for an American (well, Draconian now, of course). I enjoyed fondling and ogling her.